Seeing the smile on Zhao Quan’s face, the smile on Luo Mingdao’s face disappeared instead and an icy aura emanated out from his body.

“Scram! Right now! If Zhao Hai wants this mountain, let him come in person. Who do you think you are?” Luo Mingdao said coldly.

The smile on Zhao Quan’s face disappeared, replaced by a reddened face. However, he dared not act up. This was an elite disciple, two ranks above his current rank of inner disciple. And yet, Zhao Quan was used to being the overbearing one. A suffocating sensation festered within his heart, making him extremely uncomfortable.

Gritting his teeth, Zhao Quan said, “Senior Brother Luo, you should know that I am a member of the Zhao Family.” 

“Members of the Zhao Family are also members of Extreme Celestial Sect.” After saying that, Luo Mingdao finally took action. Luo Mingdao gently waved his hand and Zhao Quan felt an energy stream locking down upon him. Next, a brutish force slapped him in the face.

Pa!

The slap sent Zhao Quan spinning a few times. When he finally got back up, a bright-red palm print could be seen on his face.

“You!” Zhao Quan spat out a few teeth from his mouth.

“This is a little lesson for you. A minor inner disciple...